Chapter 650: Heart-wrenching Turns into Passion

There are many happy events in Splendid Village, although Aunt Caiyun is a village aunt, she easily gave birth to a pair of twins at once.

Although he ran to the toilet several times with bursting teeth and fainted from crying, the twins that Aunt Caiyun bought for him were all women, but they were also a happy event.

It seems that the old tree of Aunt Caiyun can bloom, and it also rushes to the joy of Jinxiu Village, and the vineyards in the east and in front of the village finally overflow, and the fragrance of the flowers when they bloom.

The grapes in Splendid Village bloom a month earlier than in other places. The lychee forest in front of the village is also broken red, and the bunches of flowers and grape blossoms make up a double happiness.

It smells so good! Wu Xiao stood in the vineyard in front of the village and took several breaths of air in a row. The eastern sky has just emerged golden red, the floral fragrance of grapes, with the sweetness of dew, why not let him, suddenly have a sense of relaxation.

"Ahem!" A small cough suddenly sounded from the edge of the bamboo forest.

Wu Xiao turned her face and smiled at Song Chunhua.

Song Chunhua didn't laugh with him, the grapes bloomed, and her heart was clenched. This buddy, if he wants to run to a foreign country, no one can do anything about him.

"It's beautiful." Wu Xiao praised one, he was praising flowers, but it was Song Chunhua who was praising them.

Above this beauty's white vest, in the bamboo forest, a little dew was sprinkled. The dew hangs on the snow skin and is more crystal clear than the dew on the bamboo leaves.

"Have the grapes been sprinkled?" Song Chunhua walked up to this buddy and asked in a low voice.

"Not yet, tomorrow, it depends on the situation, by tomorrow, the flowers will bloom." Wu Xiao said with a smile, looking up at the grape trellis again.

"When will the foreign grapes bloom?" Song Chunhua asked again in a low voice.

"I said it, almost half a month later." Wu Xiao said and looked at this beauty, but saw that her eyes were a little red.

Song Chunhua Danfeng slipped towards this buddy, didn't care about him, turned around and walked into the bamboo forest. Standing with him, let her worry about it, it is better to go to the paddy field or the hillside for a walk.

It's not just Song Chunhua who is worried, Wu Xiao walked from the vineyard to the thatched hut, and looked at the beauties sitting under the lychee trees and weaving bamboo baskets because the weather was a little hot, but she didn't hear laughter.

The beauties are very worried, who can laugh. From morning to evening, there is laughter in Fairview Village, and it also rises occasionally, and it seems particularly short.

"Alright, that's it, let's eat." Wu Xiao and the four beautiful directors sat in his thatched hut, which can be regarded as a meeting. With that, he stood up and made dinner.

Song Chunhua was the first to walk out of the hut and go to their house, what Wu Xiao said just now is that he went to a foreign country, and some of the situations that may happen here, let me explain. She listened as she felt that he was giving some kind of explanation.

In the evening of the mountain village, the sound of birds gradually stopped, and the frogs in the fields revealed a monotonous liveliness.

After Song Chunhua finished dinner, she walked into the bamboo forest behind the village by herself, and she also felt a little monotonous. There is no joy of walking on the hillside with Wu Xiao, the mood is dull, and there is no joy.

"Rustling ......and rustling", on the side of the hillside outside the bamboo forest, under the starry night sky, there is the sound of rain sprinkling grass.

Wu Xiao stood on the periphery of the waterline, and saw a figure walking out of the bamboo forest, and the familiar figure was Song Chunhua. Smiled and asked, "What are you doing here?" His hand reached out to her.

Song Chunhua approached, and looked at the buddy's outstretched hand, there were a few plums in it. Shake your head to indicate that you don't eat.

Wu Xiao took back the jade bottle, threw it up again, and smiled at this beauty.

"Crying?" This guy just smiled, looked at this beauty raised her hand to wipe her face, and asked again.

Song Chunhua didn't speak, just nodded, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the bamboo forest. If he didn't ask, her tears would not flow quickly.

This beauty walked into the bamboo forest, walked through the alley, and walked to Wu Xiao's thatched house. Now, even if she is seen by others, she is not afraid to walk into Wu Xiao's thatched hut at night.

Song Chunhua took out the key and opened the hut door. The lights were all turned off inside, and only the hazy night through the windows made the outline of something visible in the hut.

The beautiful woman didn't turn on the light, sat down on the sofa, looked at the slightly brighter window, and raised her hand to wipe her tears.

For Wu Xiao's heart-wrenching taste, Song Chunhua tasted it several times, but none of them were like this time, she only felt that her heart was tight all day long. Now if I hadn't sat alone in this hut, lying on the sheets in my room, I wouldn't have been able to close my eyes all night.

Song Chunhua was alone, just sitting quietly, listening to the bursts of frog chirping in her ears, but in her mind, she was thinking about whether Wu Xiao would encounter the danger of killing herself again when she went abroad.

"Rustling", footsteps finally sounded outside.

Song Chunhua just glanced at the open thatched hut door, but her body still didn't move.

The sound of footsteps also stopped by the hut door. Wu Xiao's tall figure also looked a little hazy in Song Chunhua's eyes.

"Why haven't you come home yet?" Wu Xiao's voice also sounded, and in the entire Splendid Village, there was only one Song Chunhua who had the key to open the door of his thatched hut. So, the one who didn't see her, he also asked in the dark hut.

The guy asked, went into the hut, and flipped the switch "let's go".

As soon as the blazing white light turned on, Song Chunhua and Danfeng, who were sitting on the sofa, looked at this buddy and did not speak.

"Hey, what are you crying about?" Wu Xiao looked at this beauty, there were still a few drops of clarity hanging under Danfeng's eyes, and whispered, walked to the door and closed the door.

"Why am I crying, you don't know." Song Chunhua also whispered.

Wu Xiao sat next to this beauty: "I said, the last foreign thing happened by chance. ”

"But I'm worried." Song Chunhua whispered again, raised her hands, hugged this buddy, and her beautiful face fell into his arms.

"It's okay, I said it, and I'll still come back with a smile." Wu Xiao said, holding up the beautiful face lying in his arms with both hands, and said, "Go back to sleep." ”

After this buddy finished speaking, he got up and walked to the bedroom, took out a change of clothes, walked out of the living room, and saw that Song Chunhua was still sitting on the sofa.

"Go back!" Wu Xiao made an unhappy tone, if this beauty is so worried, how many days will she have to worry. With that, he turned around and walked to the bathroom.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" This guy walked into the bathroom, hung up his clothes, and turned to Song Chunhua who followed up.

"I'll wash it for you." Song Chunhua whispered, reaching out and grabbing the T-shirt on his body and lifting it up.

God, Wu Xiao was faint and funny, this beauty, as if he would never come back when he went to a foreign country.

"You're not married, I'm your wife." Song Chunhua whispered again.

"Okay, you go out first." Wu Xiao said, pressing her shoulders with both hands and pushing her out of the bathroom.

"Let go!" Song Chunhua was also not happy, said loudly, turned around and walked to the bathroom again.

Okay, Wu Xiao can't help it, take off your clothes, he will do it himself.

"Get into the tub." Song Chunhua took the clothes in Wu Xiao's hand and said.

"I've become Yang Caixia's stupid husband." Wu Xiao said unhappily and sat down in the bathtub.

When Song Chunhua heard her foolish husband, a smile appeared on her beautiful face, Danfeng's eyes sneered, she twisted her head from the salon, sat on the edge of the bathtub, and looked at the buddy who was sitting in a very squirming posture.

Of course, Wu Xiao twisted, on such an occasion, if it was usual, it would be full of feelings that made the beautiful woman's face red.

There was enough water in the bathtub, Wu Xiao stretched out her hand to turn off the faucet, and raised her face to look at Song Chunhua. How she washes, kills or chops.

Song Chunhua didn't have a towel in her hand, her delicate white hand picked up the clear water and poured it on Wu Xiao's body. Gentle hands, on the strong, shiny, slightly tanned skin, gently rubbed.

God, this beauty doesn't take a towel, and the feeling of gently wiping it with her delicate hands, even if the atmosphere is heavy, Wu Xiao can't stand it.

This buddy turned to face the wall, turned his back to Song Chunhua, closed his eyes, how is she coming, hurry up.

No way! Wu Xiao was shocked again, this beauty is really his wife. A pair of delicate hands gently wiped all over his body, not even the soles of his feet.

"Alright." Song Chunhua finally whispered, and her hand probed into the water button of the bathtub. The water in the bathtub will flow clean after a while.

"Why are you like that?" Wu Xiao asked and stood up.

"I just said, I'm your wife." Song Chunhua whispered, picked up a dry towel and wiped it on him.

"My wife doesn't have to be like that." Wu Xiao said, reached out and grabbed the towel, and came by himself.

Song Chunhua picked up the clothes he had changed, put them under the faucet and said, "Last year, my child was gone, and I don't want it anymore, but now I want it." ”

"Hey, do you think I'm really not coming back, a souvenir?" Wu Xiao was completely mad. With that, get out of the tub, put on your clothes and head outside.

Song Chunhua thought like this, this beauty, washed Wu Xiao's clothes, put water into the bathtub, and lay down in the bathtub herself. It was this thought that made her feel that tonight was a holy night.

This beauty walked out of the living room, looked at Wu Xiao, was still sitting on the sofa, opened the laptop, and was videotaping with foreign guys.

"Our grapes are already blooming, how is it going over there?" Wu Xiao asked the guy in charge of the vineyard in the video.

"Chairman, I'm also surprised, this year's grapes are growing faster than other people's grapes, and I think it's about the same." That buddy also said.

Wu Xiao nodded: "If the grapes bloom, no matter what time it is, I have to know." After saying that, I saw that the buddy was nodding with a smile, and said, "That's it, bye-bye!" ”

This guy closed the laptop and turned his face to look at Song Chunhua. The beautiful woman stood behind him, hugged him with both hands, and her pretty face was close to his face, and Danfeng's eyes were full of tears.

"Don't cry, it's okay." Wu Xiao put the computer on the coffee table as she spoke, turned her face to the delicate blush, and touched it gently.

"Go to sleep." Song Chunhua whispered, her face also turned, and the delicate red before she finished speaking, opened gently like a petal and moved towards his face.

Wu Xiao is faint again, this beauty seems to have transformed her worries into enthusiasm. It should be transformed into a wife's passion for her husband who is about to separate. Every seal of Wen Wen is a use of power.

Song Chunhua revealed such enthusiasm, whether it would be his wife in the future, she didn't think so much, what she thought was that now she was his wife.

What kind of enthusiasm a wife is for her husband who is about to separate, only Song Chunhua at this moment can feel it.

"Hmm!" Song Chunhua's pretty face moved away from Wu Xiao's face and let out a soft sound. Danfeng's eyes were full of tears, looking into his eyes. That kind of rhyme, revealing delicate enthusiasm, but also full of love.

The intoxicating warmth really made Song Chunhua fall into a drunken artistic conception.

In the thatched hut, you can smell the fragrance of grape blossoms, and you can also smell the fragrance of beautiful women when they are drunk with enthusiasm.

The first book of the Book King novel